Monday, March 12, 2018
Ends
WELL IT’S NOT THE END
OF THE WORLD!
Thus did friends Chuck and
Mignon, waiter Henry, and
Kell and Max and Louise
at work, reassure nervous
him.
It did. Until it didn’t because
it was.
All was fatalistic then, on
the order of “Screw it!
Nothing can be done, so
let’s have some nice wine!”
No one lonely, the one
saving grace.
Labels: end of world, mutual support, nervous
